Xue Chenghai's current state was nothing but lying flat and giving up.
Afraid or not, he would die either way.
He could decide nothing himself, so he might as well face it calmly.
By then, the others had already prepared the food.
An especially large table had been placed before the door.
Whenever members of the ten clans gathered here, they often used this table.
The table was at least several dozen meters long, more than enough to seat dozens of people.
"Do you still hate me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"At first, I did. Later, I gradually had my own life, my own family, and the glory of the past slowly faded from memory."
"Even the hatred is nearly forgotten."
"What meaning is there in hating? I could never take revenge in this lifetime. I cannot see even the slightest hope."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo understood.
Xue Chenghai had truly seen through it all.
Other than his family now, nothing else mattered.
"You didn't come here to kill us, did you?" Xue Chenghai asked tentatively.
"Why not?" Xu Zimo countered.
"You are not that bored," Xue Chenghai said frankly.
"You are someone who stands tall between heaven and earth, a man meant for great deeds."
"Minor characters like us probably haven't been in your sights for a long time."
After enduring such an enormous upheaval, Xue Chenghai seemed increasingly to Xu Zimo's liking.
Xu Zimo laughed heartily. "You are no minor character. As far as I am concerned, enemies should naturally be exterminated root and branch."
Xue Chenghai's expression changed slightly at Xu Zimo's words.
After a brief silence, he finally replied, "If you mean to kill us, then kill us. Why go through all this trouble just to humiliate us?"
"Originally, killing you was merely a casual matter. A